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But we's at the flea market--
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My grandma couldn't make it up there.
She got arrested at the bass pro shop.
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She was eating a corn dog
and got the farts in there.
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They accused her of stealing a duck call
and some stink bait at the bass pro shop.
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It's ridiculous.
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She didn't even have any pockets
on that nightgown she was wearing in there.
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So we's up at the flea market...
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...and my sister is feeling bad
about her moles.
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She's complaining all day long
about her moles.
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"My moles this. My moles that."
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So we walk past this feller
up there at flea market.
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Got no legs.
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All right? Selling boots.
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That's right. Got no legs,
half an arm, one ear.
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His name was Lucky.
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So I told my sister,
"Listen, Dee Wayne." I said:
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"You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
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You ought to be ashamed.
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'Cause here's a feller got no legs,
selling boots...
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...whistling, enjoying himself...
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...and you is complaining
about a few moles.
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Be thankful for everything
the Lord give you."
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And she said, "You're right. I ought
to be thankful for what the Lord give me."
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She started to get a little extra hitch
in her giddyup.
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Started smiling a little more. As soon
as we passed that feller with no legs...
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...I heard him say to his buddy, "Good Lord!
Did you see the moles on that girl's face? "